Sarang's head can be hanged, it can blast like gunpowder, it can be slit ... but it won't bow down

A girl who runs away from her house in the darkness of night ... people keep taunting her in broad daylight and compel her to die

The strength of a man lies in his eyes ... but the strength of a woman are her words

If the man of the house goes rogue then only one generation is destroyed ... but if a woman goes rogue then seven generations of that house are destroyed

The melodies of people in love will keep echoing ... and people who want to erase love will be erased

The area of Sarang is like the cave of a tiger ... where you can see the footprints of people coming ... but you can't see the footprints of people leaving

The tongue is such a prostitute which doesn't stop wagging ... sometimes in front of us, sometimes in front of others

Those who cannot give their lives to protect their dignity ... if such people step on my land ... then my land will become barren

This is a battle of hatred and love ... hatred slices the head and love bows the head down

Sarang can tolerate a squint eye ... but he can never tolerate an evil eye